I Will Survive, By Martin Jol:
First I was afraid,
I was petrified,
Kept thinking I could never turn Spurs into a top 4 side
But I spent oh so many nights
thinking how Staltari did me wrong, Perhaps I'm wrong??,
but I'll just have to carry on
And we'll be back,
into 5th place..
I'll just wait till the transfer window to sign another waste of space,
I should have sold Paul Robinson,
I should have dropped him from the team,
If I had known for just one second he'd concede more goals than Derby Coun-ty
Go on now go,
Bent there's the door,
Just turn around now,
'cause you don't score goals anymore,
weren't you the one that cost more than Thierry Henry,
I knew you'd crumble,
I'd rather have Emile Hes-key....
Oh no cause I,
I will survive,
As long as I win the next 6 games
I know I will stay alive,
I've got Tainio who is shat,
& Huddlestone who's just fat,
Will I survive?
Will I survive?
It took all the strength I had not to fall apart,
kept trying hard to mend Defoe's relationship with his little tart
And I spent oh so many nights
trying on John Barnes' tights
And oh I've cried,
I want the Spurs job till I die!
And you see Keane,
he hates me too
I subbed him off when we were winning,
then we went and fcuking drew!
And now I'm scratching my big chin,
why can't I just sell Ledley King?
If I'm gonna save my skin, I'll need some politics style Spin!!
Will I survive??
will I survive??
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